3 Sisters

Carrie likes cooking and plants;
I tried those once, but I can't.

Anna likes decor and dishes;
Those certainly aren't my niches.

I'd rather be running or at Gold's Gym;
While pushing myself to get more slim.

If not at the gym then I'm sure I'd be writing;
or making an iMovie, that's ultra inviting.

You'll always find Carrie hosing a bush;
Or turning potatoes into edible mush.

Anna will be at Marshalls, TJ Maxx, or Ross;
Or picking out new, yellow semi-gloss.

I'll be the one organizing until I'm blue in the face;
And making sure my calendar is up-to-date.

But we all like coffee, we all like fish;
We all like makeup; and giving Mariah a kiss.

We all like pictures, we all like the beach;
We all like our jewelry; and we all like a good laughing streak.

We all love each other; but we all have our qualms;
We all have dad's butt; and we all have mom's palms.

We'd go a mile;
just to see each other smile.
And we've all gained good style;
After years of self-hatred denial.

We all have cute pets;
Even turrets.
We all like to text;
And do partake in inevitable housing debts.

We suffer from bloating and bg's, the works.
We're all worrywarts.

Though different apart;
We're one heart.